Yunyang came to send the pill, and did not stay for a long time, after sending the pill, he said some diligent practice, and if he could not practice to the first layer of condensation within three months, he would be abandoned by the Taoist sect, so some clichés, everyone echoed the voice, creating a harmonious atmosphere, Yunyang said that it was inconvenient to stay for a long time, and the wind flew away.

After Yunyang left, the scene fell silent for a while, no one led the way to speak loudly, everyone was not used to it, and no one returned to the wooden house to practice, everyone looked at each other, probably it was not easy to have time to rest, everyone wanted to rest for a while.

Shi Yu was also attracted by the embarrassing but interesting scene in front of him, and he didn't know how long this temporary absolute silence would last.

"Grandma's, this big horn is finally gone, and Lao Tzu has endured him for a long time. ”

Ha ha...... Hahaha......

I don't know whose words pierced the calm and caused everyone to laugh.

Shi Yu couldn't help laughing, not to mention anything else, this big horn is really vivid, and it is very appropriate to use him to describe Yunyang.

"Lao Tzu is spitting well, who knows that this broom star came up and screamed like killing a pig, Lao Tzu panicked, causing the aura to retrograde, hurting the meridians, and now there is still some pain. He continued, his tone full of complaints.

"You're okay, you will be cured after a day or two, I vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot, suffered a lot of internal injuries, and it seems that it will not be completely healed in ten days. The other shook his head.

"No, how can Reiki retrograde cause such harm?" someone asked unconvinced.

"I'm different from that Daoist brother, I was frightened for a while, I used too much force, and the aura collided in the meridians, and the meridians and acupuncture points were injured, much more serious. The man replied, dispelling all doubts.

"I'm different from you, when the guy yelled, I breathed out the aura and took a big hole, and the aura was the most painful when it passed through the acupoint, not to mention the big hole, he shouted, a shock, Lao Tzu's aura didn't grasp it, and he rushed to the acupoint all of a sudden, that hurt. ”

After this person finished speaking, he had to make an expression of extreme pain on his face, which caused another burst of laughter.

......

There were complaints all over the place, each with its own situation, but they all scolded Yunyang, Yunyang must not have thought that he was just a strong voice and a majestic shout, which would attract so many people to hate him, if he turned around and saw this interesting scene, what kind of expression would he have.

Shi Yu listened to them silently, without saying a word, he generally kept his sixth sense open, and knew about Yunyang's arrival in advance, so he was not hurt, so there was no need to speak.

He wants to be a quiet listener, he smiled appropriately, a lot of relaxation, a month of practice, the body is not tired, the heart is tired, the fatigue of the body will be eliminated with the breath, but the bitterness in the heart will be aggravated with the extension of time, everyone is talking together, laughing, adding a lot of human touch.

After finishing laughing, all the registered disciples went back to their respective wooden houses to practice, relaxation is temporary, but long-term practice cannot be abandoned.

Shi Yu didn't start practicing immediately, he put on the gray Taoist robe, discarded the old and dirty clothes, and then went to the edge of the waterhole to wash his face, the waterhole spring water was clear, reflecting his appearance, he also admired himself, he didn't look in the mirror for a long time, and even looked at himself a little strange.

When he took a sip of the spring water, the sweet taste melted in his mouth, and this taste was so familiar that he was moved, but it was still not as good as the water flowing from the mountainside in his hometown.

Shi Yu's mind rippled, recalling the scene of the village, the flowing spring water running through the village, every brick and tile is vivid.

He was a little homesick, no matter how strong and fearless he was, he was only a sixteen-year-old child, for more than a month, he had left home alone, and faced extremely difficult challenges, but he had never shouted tired, but now a mouthful of water made all his pain swell in his heart, and it was difficult to suppress.

Father and mother, you are all right, the child misses you.

Shi Yu couldn't suppress this emotion anymore, and fell into the longing for his relatives.

The so-called mother of the son Xing Qianli was worried, when he left the village, he only told his father and mother that he had followed a very powerful immortal to practice, but he never thought that in the end, he left the country alone, came to this strange fairy world, and fought alone, if his father and mother knew, how worried he should be.

No, not only his parents, but also any of his relatives at home knew about it and did not worry about him, and the familiar faces of his relatives appeared in his mind one by one.

Thinking of Xue Yan, Shi Yu's heart shrank, and he always felt that he owed her something, that Nizi was withdrawn by nature and not good at socializing, and after he left, her only playmate was also lost, and he only realized this problem now.

Now that I have tasted the taste of loneliness, I know that I am ashamed of Xueyan.

If he doesn't leave, now he should be competing with Xue Yan at home to test his swordsmanship, Shi Yu thought that his thoughts were like wild horses that had escaped from the reins, once he let go, he couldn't take them back, and he had already flown to the small village in his hometown, where everything was quiet and plain, and there was a person who looked exactly like him, who was filial piety under his parents' knees, and was accompanying Xue Yan to practice swords.

Everything seemed so peaceful, like a quiet spring water, which was originally his life, but now it became his dream.

"If only I could be like my master. ”

Shi Yu, who was lying alone on the edge of the waterhole, stared at the sky with his eyes, and let out a helpless sigh, life is always full of all kinds of helplessness, in fact, chasing immortals and seeking the way is just what he asked for, when he first came out, he was determined, even now he has no regrets, but he is alone outside, wandering in a foreign country, and it is inevitable that his feelings will become fragile.

After sorting out his emotions, Shi Yu got up, returned to the wooden house, and entered the cultivation state again, he was already very miserable, and he didn't want to be removed from the list of registered disciples by the Taoist Sect because of his backward cultivation, and become even more miserable.

Now, the master is gone, the parents are not there, the relatives are not there, and I can only rely on myself for everything.

When night fell, Shi Yu felt more homesick, he walked out of the cabin, sat on the edge of the cliff, blowing the breeze, looking at the bright moon hanging high in the sky in a daze, he had not been so leisurely for a long time.

The moon is the hometown of Ming, I don't know if the moon I see is the same as the moon in my hometown, if so, whether they are in my hometown, looking up at the starry sky like me, thinking of each other.

Looking at it, his eyes were hot, Shi Yu felt a little warm on his face, he was taken aback, stretched out his hand, and realized that it was his own tears.

He immediately stood up, hurriedly wiped away his tears, and turned to look, although the people around him were practicing, it was impossible for anyone to pay attention to him, but his first reaction was still afraid that someone would see it.

He was amazed that he could be as sentimental as a woman and felt crying alone, and hurriedly wiped away his tears.

The boy has tears and does not flick, he has practiced light skills since he was a child, falling, falling, and bumping, but since he can remember, he has only cried twice, because when his father first taught him to practice light skills when he was a child, he accidentally injured himself and cried.

Since then, his father has taught him this phrase, and later, his grandfather has said the same thing to him.

After that, he didn't cry, the so-called things were only three, and now he has no last chance to cry.

Shi Yu wiped a handful of tears on his face, wiped all his tears, and returned to the wooden house to practice, with the help of a short period of forgetting homesickness, he soon entered a state of cultivation, put away distracting thoughts, and from then on he had no distractions and practiced uninterruptedly.

He knows better than anyone that sadness is useless, and now he is alone, and he can only rely on his own efforts.